The Ghost Is You
Ritual Lyrics


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He is on his knees.
Waiting for the stolen days.
Gloom hits his heart.
And he knows the one he holds is a ghost he should let go.

Now he knows.
Now he knows for his sake he must let go.
He knows desolation grows.

From the bottom of his heart he starts to realize
There’s no spirit, there’s no love.
Deep inside there’s a flaring wish
to hold on to those haunting lips.

He is on his knees.
Trying to catch smoke with bare hands.
He needs to understand
that his life lies in dust and sand.
He needs to understand.

He knows for his sake he must let go.
He knows desolation grows.




He knows for his sake he must let go.
He knows he will die alone.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Ritual's song The Ghost Is You seem to describe a person who is struggling to let go of a past love, who is no longer present. This person is portrayed as being on their knees, in a state of despair, waiting for something that has already been stolen from them. They are unable to catch hold of the intangible, represented in the lyrics as smoke, and are left with only a sense of desolation and emptiness.


The singer knows that they have to let go of this love, that they are holding onto a ghost, as represented by the haunting lips mentioned in the lyrics. From the bottom of their heart, they begin to realize that there is no spirit, no love to hold onto, and that their life is as transitory as dust and sand. They need to understand that it is time to let go, that their love is not coming back, and that they will only be left behind, alone.


The lyrics of The Ghost Is You are melancholic and emotive, and describe the inner turmoil that can accompany the end of a relationship. They capture the sense of loss and the difficulty of moving on, while also suggesting that there is a kind of acceptance and understanding that comes with letting go. The song is a poignant reflection on the nature of love and its impact on our lives.


Line by Line Meaning

He is on his knees.
He is physically in a position of submission or prayer.


Waiting for the stolen days.
He is yearning for a time in the past that has been taken away from him.


Gloom hits his heart.
He is overwhelmed with sadness and despair.


And he knows the one he holds is a ghost he should let go.
He realizes that the person he is holding onto is no longer there and it's time to move on.


Now he knows.
He has come to a new understanding of his situation.


Now he knows for his sake he must let go.
He understands that it is in his best interest to move on.


He knows desolation grows.
His loneliness and feelings of abandonment are increasing.


From the bottom of his heart he starts to realize
He is beginning to understand something very deeply and in a heartfelt way.


There’s no spirit, there’s no love.
He recognizes that the relationship he is holding onto lacks any genuine connection or affection.


Deep inside there’s a flaring wish
He has a strong desire that is burning inside of him.


to hold on to those haunting lips.
He wants to cling to the memory of the kiss of his lost love.


Trying to catch smoke with bare hands.
He feels like he is trying to hold onto something that is intangible and impossible to grasp.


He needs to understand that his life lies in dust and sand.
He must come to terms with the impermanence of life and the fact that everything will eventually fade away.


He knows he will die alone.
He fears that he will never find true companionship and love, and will ultimately perish by himself.




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@zerotwo9709

LYRICS:
Tonight, we're summoned
For a divine cause
Remembrance, no
But for their future loss

Chorus:
In this chapel of ritual
Smells of dead
Human sacrifices from the altar–

Verse 2:
Beduins and Nomads
Carried through the times
Through pestilences and famines
These ancient scrolls of rhymes
Our fallen angel vexed
Was banished from the sky
Recite now, from the text
And pray for all to die

Chorus:
In this chapel of ritual
Smells of dead
Human sacrifices from the altar bed
On this night of ritual
Invoking our master
To procreate the unholy bastard

Bridge:
Our father, who art in Hell
Unhallowed, be thy name
Cursed be the sons and daughters
Of thine nemesis who are to blame
Thy kingdom come, Nema!

Verse 3:
Tonight, we summoned
For his unholy fiend
Now celebrate
The end

Chorus:
In this chapel of ritual
Smells of dead
Human sacrifices from the altar bed
On this night of ritual
Invoking our master
To procreate the unholy bastard



@metalfan6663

Tonight we´re summoned for a divine cause
Remembrance - No
But for their future loss

This chapel of ritual
Smells of dead human sacrifices
From the altar...

Beduins and nomads
Carried through the times
Through pestilences and famines
These ancient scrolls of rhymes

"Our fallen angel vexed
Was banished from the sky
Recite now from the text
Pray for ALL to die"

This chapel of ritual
Smells of dead human sacrifices
From the altar bed
On this night of ritual
Invoking our master
To procreate the unholy bastard

"Our father
Who art in hell
Unhallowed be thy name
Cursed be the sons and daughters
Of thine Nemesis
Whom are to blame
Thy kingdom come
nemA"

Tonight we summoned for His unholy fiend
Now celebrate
The End

This chapel of ritual
Smells of dead human sacrifices
From the altar bed
On this night of ritual
Invoking our master
To procreate the unholy bastard



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@ThatBloodyAussieCunt

Found this while searching for "ghost rituals" to do on Halloween. Needless to say this song surpasses my greatest expectations.

@SL_RivviN

and i google ghost - ritual and shit u were looking for comes up, lol

@endgame9275

U cant be serious hahahahahaha its like we say in Brazil, "you target what u've seen and shot the unseen" XD well, now you've won an excellent band! 👍

@kleberpedro512

@@endgame9275 oh os gringo so nas macumba

@crypticreality8484

Welcome to the Clergy

@Cthonaut

holy fucking cringe

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@zM00Nx

Its the unnervingly soft spoken tone in which he sings "... smells of dead human sacrifice" that makes this song scary fucking good.

@blind_surgeon

Edgy

@Veezyjung

I agree. There's something about that mellow 70's-80's tone that blends into a Satanic prayer then goes back to being jolly after the solo that makes this song special.

@corporatetactics

He's talking about mastubation 🤣😝

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